I was rubbish at headers when playing football too. I wouldn't say the school was desperate, but they had me playing for them. We were so bad we celebrated corners. Balls then were so heavy I'm convinced they weren't footballs at all, just medicine balls nicked from the gym. Heading them required neck muscles like Arnold Schwarzenegger. I don't recall scoring, ever.
This album cover reminds me of a hippy teacher at the same school who once played us an album by a Prog band called Egg. Silly bugger. What did he think he was doing? Educating us? We wanted something with a pounding beat, not Egg! I've no memory of what Egg sound like and have no intention of finding out, so all you fans, forgive me for assuming that they don't sound like Stevie Wonder, Slade or Dave & Ansel Collins. I'm pretty sure they don't.
Coincidentally, Egg were formed in January, 1969, the same month this album by Three Legged Race was released last year. It's music by Hair Police founder Robert Beatty and the fact that I'm mentioning it a year late should alert you to the fact that I can't keep up with every great release, but you knew that anyway. Can you, smarty pants?
The Daliesque sleeve art perfectly mirrors the mind-melting music here. He's got bleep abstraction down to a fine art. The title track features a synth playing a flute, thus lending it an almost Folky feel, but still it's really very good and I think Egg might approve. Locked Eyes is quite Proggy too. Hold on, do I really like this album? Yes, I do, even when realising that our middle-class hippy secondary school teacher might also have approved. Don't fear (or get excited, whichever) it's not all pastoral futurism, Permethrin I and II are shot through with edgy menace, even some old school b-line business. The Butter Colored Hallway is one you don't want to walk down but if you like darkness you'll definitely love hearing it.
Diverse yet unified by the vision of a smart mind, this is an ace piece of work.